Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 3 No. 909 [03] The First Attached Middle School, National Poverty Alleviation

"Which school?"

"First Attached High School."

"..."

"Impossible." Mo Suian frowned, and said in a deep voice, "The No. [-] Attached High School is the best high school in the city, and it has high requirements for transfer students, so you can't get in."

Mo Qing was abducted to the northwest border, a remote place with a poor education environment, even if Mo Qing was number one in the school there, it is not worth mentioning here.

What's more, Mo Qing is obviously a bad girl, her behavior is rude and uneducated, she doesn't know if she has ever read a book, so how can she be a student?

Thinking that a person like her who is full of lies, reckless, and useless is actually her own sister who is related by blood...

Mo Suian held his chopsticks tightly, his expression a bit cold.

Why not die outside?

"Maybe the country has high hopes for me." Mo Qing replied nonchalantly.

Mo Suian + Mrs. Mo: "..."

The frog at the bottom of the well thinks of himself as an onion.

Someone like Mo Suian, who was dubbed a "genius" since he was a child, has excellent grades in elementary school, skipped grades, won awards, and has countless reputations. He dare not expect to be valued by the country.

Where does she have a face?
When the country is a charity, whoever is "miserable" should pay attention to whom?
"What kind of expectations does the country have for you?" Jiang Ke, who had never intervened in the affairs of the Mohist family, made a strange statement.

Mo Qing said seriously: "It will not harm the interests of the country."

"..."

There was an eerie silence at the table.

Jiang Ke sneered: "You are really ambitious."

Those who do not know are innocent.

Mo Qing didn't take it seriously.

Regarding Mo Qing's saying that "the country arranged for her to enter the No. [-] High School", no one took it to heart. They only thought that she was talking in plain language to find a sense of existence, and they forgot in a blink of an eye.

It's a pity that the slap in the face came too fast.

After dinner, Mama Yang answered the phone and came back to report.

"Ma'am, Song Yiyuan and Mr. Song from the No. [-] High School are calling and want to talk about Mo..." Yang Ma mentioned Mo Qing, subconsciously glanced upstairs, she swallowed, and continued, "Miss Mo's Enrollment matters."

"No.[-] High School?" Mrs. Mo thought she had misunderstood.

"First Attached High School."

"you sure?"

"Sure." She asked three times in a row.

Mrs. Mo: "..."

Is the country crazy? It's not good to see anyone, but Mo Qing is preferred.

Is this a different kind of "poverty alleviation"? !
*
After Mo Qing went back to the house to wash up, he called Hoss.

"What's the matter?" Hoss was as rigid and indifferent as ever.

"Find me a few books that can quickly understand this society, and send them over tomorrow." Mo Qing cut to the point.

Pulling on her slippers, she walked to the desk, pulled up the chair, sat up and crossed her legs, her posture was extremely arrogant, like a high and mighty queen.

Hoss was incomprehensible to her behavior of ordering him: "If you want to know something, you can search it online."

Mo Qing put his elbows back on the back of the chair, and frowned slightly: "The information on the Internet is one-sided and fragmented, a waste of time. I want to know about the historical process, political policies, modern education, including the current medical situation."

"You understand?" Hoss questioned.

"You can't even read books now?"

"..." Hoss restrained his emotions and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll find it for you."

In the end, Hoss said: "I am your observer, responsible for monitoring and evaluating your behavior. I am not your tool person, and I will solve problems by myself in the future—"

Doodle.

The phone was pinched by Mo Qing.

Hoss: "..."

*
the next day.

Hoss, who was extremely efficient, called at ten o'clock and asked Mo Qing to go out to get a book.

The people from the Mo family left early in the morning, only Mama Yang was there.Yang's mother felt lingering fear when she saw Mo Qing, subconsciously froze in the corner like a statue.

Mo Qing glanced at it, ignored it, and went to open the door by himself.

Hoss stood outside the door, standing like a pine tree, with a dignified demeanor, holding a stack of books in his hand.

"The book you want." Hoss said blankly.

Looking at the stack of books lightly, Mo Qingyun said lightly: "Here you are, take me for a stroll."

Hoss wanted to say no.

However, in order to prevent Mo Qing from running around on his own and causing trouble, Huoss became a tool man and drove Mo Qing around.

The first stop is the commercial center.

"Mr. Huo." Mo Qing paced the street, not treating himself as an outsider, pointing to a milk tea shop with a long queue with his chin, "Buy me that."

"Do not……"

"If you don't buy it, I'll grab it."

"..."

After all, just because Mo Qing snatched a cup of milk tea should not eliminate her.

After struggling for half a minute, Huoss lined up with a group of little girls, and finally, with a handsome black face, he walked up to Mo Qing, who was enjoying the coolness under the shade of a tree, carrying a cup of milk tea.

"Did the Mo Family give you living expenses?" Huo Si handed the milk tea to Mo Qing and asked.

"No."

Hoss frowned, thinking that the Mo family might not have considered it well.After thinking for a moment, he said, "I will set aside part of the funds allocated by the base for your living expenses."

"Oh."

Thinking of the common payment methods now, Hoss thought for a while: "I'll teach you how to pay online."

Huos took out Mo Qing's mobile phone, activated online payment for her, and transferred a sum of money to her.After explaining the steps to her clearly, Hoss returned the phone to her.

At the same time, he warned: "If you don't have enough money, ask me for it, and don't do some crooked ways."

Mo Qing poked the straw into the milk tea, bit the straw and took a sip, frowning at the sweet smell.

She lazily replied: "OK."

This observer is a bit interesting. He looks indifferent and rigid, impersonal, but he is quite easy to deal with in reality.

After drinking milk tea and shopping in the mall, Hoss looked at the two sets of clothes that Mo Qing was changing back and forth, so he simply took her to the clothing store, wanting to buy more for her at once to save trouble.

Mo Qing did not refuse.

When Mo Qing went to try on clothes, Huos received a call.

"I, Song Yiyuan." The voice on the phone was clear and clean, pleasant to hear, "Who are the students crammed into the base? Do you fancy the good seedlings you have cultivated?"

"Number 909," Hoss said.

"What?" Song Yiyuan was a little confused.

"Items collected by the base, number 909." Hoss' tone was calm, but every word was like a bomb, "She's awake."

"..."

Fuck, hell!

Aren't the base collections all dead objects? !
Song Yiyuan shivered violently: "We are a century-old prestigious school, we are responsible for the personal safety of our students, and it is the supernatural department of the base that accepts non-human beings..."

"I want the education and atmosphere of a century-old prestigious school." Hoss took the words calmly, "In addition, her sleeping time is the same as the time when the base was established, and her grades may not be good. Don't discriminate against poor students. The base only requires her to be a good person. "

Song Yiyuan: "..."

I can go to yours!

Why don't you send her to a labor camp for such a nonsense request? !

Song Yiyuan said violently: "Let me tell you, if her poor grades drag down the average score of our class and affect my evaluation of a special teacher next year, I will tell her to leave immediately!"

After a short pause, Huoss said unhurriedly: "Let her stay for a year, and I will apply to the higher level and give you two consecutive promotions."

"..." The unprincipled Song Yiyuan rebelled in a second, "Isn't it just a year, leave it to me!"

*
Four p.m.

The sun scorched the ground hotly, and the surface temperature soared to the highest level.There were few pedestrians on the street, and most of them hurried past with umbrellas, like fleeing refugees.

Mo Qing bit a popsicle, half-closed his long and narrow eyes, looking at this bustling and peaceful city.

It's far from what I remember.

When she woke up, she seemed to have crossed two worlds.

Hoss came over with big bags and small bags: "The school arranged for you, there is a man named Song Yiyuan, who is your head teacher."

Mo looked at him tiltedly: "Your people?"

"Yeah." Hoss nodded, "You can find him if you need anything."

"Oh."

"School starts the day after tomorrow." After thinking for a second, Huoss said again, "You go to the school to report tomorrow, and Song Yiyuan will arrange an exam for you to test your grades. You don't need to be stressed, and it doesn't matter if you hand in a blank paper. You don't have to pay attention to what Song Yiyuan says .”

"……Oh."

"Also," Hoss continued, "we don't have any requirements for your academics, and it doesn't matter if your grades are good or bad. If you want to go to college, we can find you a relationship."

At the end, he added: "As long as you behave well."

"..."

Mo Qing didn't even want to say "oh".

——Your base is simply poisonous.

*
A black car was parked on the side of the road.

Sitting in the back seat was a young man with handsome eyes and cold eyes, and his long legs crossed.His eyes penetrated the traffic and buildings, and landed on a street. He froze for a moment, and a girl in short clothes and shorts with a popsicle in her mouth came into view.

The driver Peng Zhong glanced at the rearview mirror, noticed the young man's gaze, looked up, and said respectfully, "Master Jiang, that's the second youngest of the Huo family, Huos."

When Jiang Ke saw the man next to the girl, his voice was slightly cold: "The Huo family in the imperial city?"

"Yes. I heard that Second Young Master Huo is a low-key person, doesn't show up much, and doesn't participate in family affairs. He is now a criminal policeman in Dongshi City." Peng Zhong replied, and immediately became suspicious, "I didn't hear that he handed over a little girlfriend."

Howth.

At the dinner table yesterday, Mo Qing mentioned his name, saying that he had arranged for him to enter the No. [-] High School.

Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes: "It's not my little girlfriend."

"Master Jiang knows?"

"Jiang's family forbids early love." Jiang Ke said lightly, but there was a hint of danger in it.

Peng Zhong guessed who she was.

The green light is on.

The vehicle moved forward slowly, and Jiang Ke looked back: "Go to Mo's house tonight."

　good morning~
　　The most unlucky teacher in history, Song Yiyuan, debuts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)